Chapter 650 (Chapter Two in One)(1/3)
Higurashi Shrine.
Old man Higurashi was holding a broom and sweeping it on the shrine. From time to time he raised his head and looked in the direction of the Tennoji Temple next door.
There was a hint of thoughtfulness on his face.
"This bald head...ahem!"
The old man said it out loud as a habit, but suddenly he remembered the statue he saw last night. He was really frightened and swallowed his words straight away.
"It can't be him, right...?"
"Otherwise, is he really a Buddha?"
"Forget it, he is what he is..."
The old man Higurashi shook his head and stopped trying.
He is an unreliable person to begin with. He says he sounds good because he is open-minded, but he says he sounds bad because he lacks integrity.
What's more, he believes in natural spirits and will not be subservient to gods and Buddhas.
"That's good, I feel safe!"
The old man showed a proud smile in the blink of an eye.
"Is anyone here?"
At this time, greetings came from down the shrine.
Old Man Higurashi craned his neck to look down and saw two people walking up.
"It's you boy!"
Old man Higurashi saw Kurosaki Ichigo at a glance, after all, the orange head was too eye-catching...
As he rolled his eyes, he recalled what he saw that night.
This kid...
He is actually the legendary and mysterious "God of Death"?
Don't look at how serious the old man Higurashi's expression was when he told Chen Yi about the legend of the "God of Death".
What kind of real god is this?
In fact, he may not take his unreliable mind seriously. I am afraid that there are more elements of deceiving Chen Yi...
Old Man Higurashi rolled his triangular eyes and turned away: "It's you, an orange head, what are you doing here?"
He could remember that that night, the orange man called him an old man a total of thirty-five times!
Kurosaki Ichigo:(︶︿︶)_╭n╮
“…(っ`-′c)?”
Old man Higurashi weighed the strength between the two, but in the end he did not pick up the broom in his hand.
In order to show that he was not afraid of embarrassment, he coughed dryly and looked at another high school student: "Huh? I think I have seen you before. Are you... Kagome's classmate?"
The high school student bowed and said: "Yes, hello grandpa, my name is Hojo. I heard that Kagome-san is sick, and I want to come and visit her."
"Oh, it's Hojo-kun. I remembered that you were here several times when Kagome was sick."
Old Man Higurashi touched his goatee and said, "Well, unfortunately, Kagome has been bedridden these days."
"Is that so?"
Hojo-san rubbed the back of his head, feeling a little regretful.
He took out the gift he had wrapped and said: "This is a hot compress patch. Please pass it to Kagome-san."
"Sorry, I keep bothering you,"
Old Man Higurashi took it back without any politeness and showed a smile: "My... ah no, Kagome's neuralgia should be relieved a little with this."
As he spoke, he made a gesture of wiping away tears.
"..."
Ichigo Kurosaki folded his arms and watched indifferently. How could this old man be so fake? He was so unreliable towards his granddaughter?
"Goodbye, see you next time, Hojo-san!"
After taking the gift, Mr. Higurashi reluctantly said goodbye to the high school student.
Then he turned around and his face suddenly darkened: "Orange Head, why don't you leave?"
╰_╯
"Old man, if you call me Orange Head again, I'll beat you up!"
(?_?)
The old man Higurashi's face suddenly changed and he wiped away tears: "Oh, young people today just don't know how to respect the old and love the young, and they bully the elderly..."
"Hey! Damn old man! Stop talking nonsense, someone is bullying you!"
"Grandpa...you still have the nerve to tell others?"
A female voice suddenly floated out from behind the old man.
"Huh?"
Kagome Higurashi didn't know when she had appeared behind the old man, squinting her eyes with a murderous look: "Grandpa, when did I get neuralgia?"
She had just recovered a fragment of the Four Souls Jade from the Warring States Period not long ago.
This journey to find the fragments is not as simple as imagined.
The fact that she can persevere is a testament to her extraordinary will.
There is also the dog protecting me.
Moreover, there have been a lot of weirdos over there recently who don't know where they come from.
As soon as he saw the monster, he rushed towards it like crazy.
A slightly weaker monster would probably be torn into pieces in a short time if it encountered these people.
She felt that monsters would be afraid in front of these weirdos...
However, precisely because of the appearance of these weirdos, her journey became much easier.
Because these weirdos helped her deal with many powerful monsters who wanted to steal the Four Souls Jade.
Moreover, some of them seemed to be overly enthusiastic about her.
She even felt that there was a bit of deliberate flattery in it.
What a weirdo...
After finally getting rid of the entanglement of monsters and weirdos, and having some free time, Higurashi Kagome wanted to go home.
As soon as I climbed out of the Bone Eating Well, I unexpectedly heard my grandfather arranging myself.
"Kagome, great news!"
The old man looked like he was about to praise me: "I said you are bedridden today, so you don't have to go to school!"
"What are you talking about! But I really want to go to school now!"
"You are such a strange child..."
The grandfather and grandson were bickering, but Kurosaki Ichigo was staring at Kagome Higurashi.
This girl...
What a powerful spiritual connection!
Although he still refuses to admit it, he has gained the power of death and is different from ordinary people.
That woman Rukia Kuchiki has been clinging to him like chewing gum for the past two days, and even lived in the closet of his house.
Instilling the knowledge of death into him all the time.
Spirit is something that everyone has.
However, because ordinary people’s spirits are too weak, they generally do not manifest themselves.
And for a being like the God of Death, the spirit within his body is so powerful that it overflows from his body, making him invisible and without substance.
But it can be "seen" by people who also have powerful spirits, just like veins surrounding people.
That’s why it’s called Lingluo.
The soul of the god of death, as seen in Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes, is blood red.
The spectacled cat we saw that night who called himself a Quincy had a white spirit.
As for Chadu Taihu, it was an example that puzzled him.
He also has spiritual energy in his body, but it is not like theirs, which leaks out of the body, but is tightly shrunk within the body.
One by one, densely packed and criss-crossing, just like his blood vessels.
To be continued...